Guardians Of The Galaxy Prison Novels & Stories

" I stood where I stood, stunned and afraid to move. Deep down, a part of me thought he would accept Kira's offer, but he's not. He's going to stay loyal to Kayden until the end. For a moment, Kira reaches her hand out and strikes me hard across the cheek. For a moment, all I see is white light. Luke rushes towards me, trying to steady me. It seems that you do care about her after all. I'll give you the time you need to reconsider my offer. " She turns towards the guards. "Escort them back to their cells." "Yes, Prime Alpha." They said it in unison as they dragged us back to our cells. We remained silent after the guards left. Each of us is plagued with our thoughts.

After Raven dropped off Brienne at the office, he returned to the packhouse and went directly to the underground prison they had. Two warriors guarding the prison greeted Raven warmly. "Where's the runaways?" he asked. "On the third cell, Alpha," the warrior answered. Raven nodded and head inside. Immediately, he caught sight of the two women laughing and talking. "This is the first time I've seen prisoners having fun while in jail," he said. The two stopped and looked at him, wary of his presence in the room.

The man preferred not to care about what Neither was grumbling about. Nevertheless, they managed to take down all the guards guarding them. None of them aroused suspicion, and none died. After making sure that there were no more people who would attack them, Killian went upstairs and checked whether there were still people who might attack them. Meanwhile, Neither returned to tell Tristan and Gabriel that they had removed all the guards. "The conditions above are under control. However, Killian Fayez is currently checking the situation above." Neither said. "There are no guards in the prison except in the area in front of the door. However, they will patrol every two or three hours, so we ca

After the meeting concluded, Orionis accompanied two celestial guards as they descended into the depths of the celestial prison. The shimmering hallways were lined with ethereal runes designed to keep even the most powerful beings contained. At the far end of the prison stood a door, shimmering with protective wards. The guards exchanged glances before opening it, revealing Stephan, the former arbiter, sitting in the dimly lit cell. His form was diminished, but his eyes still burned with an intensity that suggested his power had never truly faded.

Ryker POV The detention cell was in the sublevel beneath the packhouse, reinforced with silver-lined walls that dampened a wolf's strength to something manageable. I hadn't been down here since the night we'd hauled two of Marcus's tranquilized guards out of the wreckage of that vehicle chase, and in the chaos of the following days — Maya's recovery, the shift training, Leo finding his footing — I'd let Kade handle the prisoner's basic processing while I focused on the people I actually cared about keeping alive.

Elize and Gavin are leaving. There were more shooters than Elize knew wasn't Dark Phoenix. "They don't belong to Dark Phoenix," said Elize. "Well, who are these people?" asked Gavin. "Who else?" replied Elize. Elize pulled Gavin inside the large warehouse. Elize was looking for weapons and anything they might use. Gavin did as well. Elize pulled Gavin back of that big steel box. "They are too many," Gavin said. "What sort of person are they? What do they think of me, Superwoman?" Elize said gently. "They've got lots of henchmen."

The first of the guards reached their row. The same one who’d grabbed her before, now flanked by two more, moved into the aisle. The clipboard was gone. Shackles hung from his belt instead—thick bands of dull metal etched with runes that made Elowen’s skin crawl just looking at them. Not the elegant Lunaris cuffs from Level Three. Cruder. Heavier. Functional. “Under Tribunal authority,” he said, voice pitched for the nearest seats and the cameras now deliberately swinging their way, “the subject is ordered into custody for evaluation.”

"Okay, Stephen. I think you have an explanation for this? " Gavin crossed his arms, stood facing him while waiting for an answer from him. Half-disbelieving to see what was in front of his eyes at this time, Stephen looked at the Pedrosa clan prison building which was in chaos due to the prisoners who managed to get out of their cells, beating the prison guards and security guards who were helpless facing angry prisoners who went on a rampage taking out their frustration at being treated like societal trash.

Asteria POV. The moment has arrived. We are transporting the prisoners to the conference and we need to do this and fast as my skin begins drying again. I don’t have long. 48 hours, my ass. The prisoners are led out in cuffs that can’t be broken unless with the blood of the one who has placed them on. Which is Gaia. We walk through the Supernatural Council headquarters and out into the lobby. Wolves form a circle around us as Fenrir opens the portal. I take a few breaths as Carter takes my hand and gives it a squeeze.

They took us all the way down towards the end and opened a door and shoved me in. They finally uncovered me and untied my wrists. I tried to run to the door just as they shut it and one guard peered in and said. “Don’t try and teleport out. These are special made cells.” ‘Galen!’ I said. ‘Don’t be afraid my love. It will all work out.’ A few cells away, I heard another door shut and knew they placed him in one a few cells away. At least we can still communicate. Lucas has never discovered that ability we have.